One day, out of the blue, four and a half years ago, I became what our family calls “the designated child.” My parents were aging, yet still living in their huge home in Kentucky. 523 more words
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“We are once an adult, and twice a child.”
I’ve been away.
As ever, I have a lot of blog posts in the works, halfway or quarter-way written, a few with just a title and a sentence or two reminding me what I was going to write about so I can come back to it when I have time and brainpower.3,111 more words
This week I’m going through more frustration, arguments, and new arrangements for my mother’s finances. We shared a joint account that I set up, so that I would have access if anything happened to her, and so that I could mitigate as much as possible her tendency to overdraw her account. 1,095 more words